The nice thing about having everyone napping while I packed up my car to leave Houston, was that I was able to steal Mr. Nutter off of my sister's doorstep without anyone noticing.
To say that Grace was excited to have him back would be the understatement of the century. She has some seriously special connection with Mr. Nutter (loving him so much so that she dropped him and broke his foot a year or so ago). She kept telling me, "Mommy, I love my squirrel." His first day in Dallas Grace did her best to take really good care of him.
She got him his own blanket and snuggled with him.
Then he must have been thirsty because she gave him a bottle,
and she insisted he have something to eat. The only nuts I had on hand were almonds, he seemed okay with that.
And my favorite part was when Grace spread out his blanket and laid him down for tummy time. She even got him a toy and shook it for him. We wouldn't want Mr. Nutter to be bored, right?
We love having Mr. N here and we hope he stays for a long long time.